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abc and 515.

a few friends and i standing in our makeshift costumes for the abc (anything but clothes) party last night.

i’m getting strangely accustomed to wearing very little clothing in public.

i wasn’t really feeling up to going out, but jasper eventually persuaded me to.

i was in joffjoff’s room annoying him by lying in his bed as we listened to music (the blues or jazz or whatever it is he’s fond of), while i waited for jasper to get back from her performance.

i got her call and met her in her room and we tore up a few garbage bags. we had our outfits in a matter of minutes, and they were pretty good for a couple of rushed hackjobs.

we wrapped ourselves in coats and got ready to brace ourselves for the winter air – the looks we got were funny and questioning as we made our way over to champs to get our groove on.

some people had been pretty creative with their outfits, adorning themselves with intricately cut cardboard or rows of cans, while others had simply worn a single box to cover their groins.

our friends were djing and we stayed for a while, and by the time we got home i was ready to go to bed.

i’ve been feeling ill as of late, and so has nellbot apparently.

we sold our boys noize tickets and she stayed in while i chose to go to jan’s for a little get together – it wouldn’t be as rowdy as boys noize, but it would still be fun.

i was in no mood to let my body pound back and forth to mindless dubstep – i just wanted a few friends and a good time.

i don’t think i’ll regret it in the morning, even if people tell me i missed out.

now i’m going to sit in my bed and watch revolutionary road or finish reading the hunger games or something.

huzzah.


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